A local resident decides to make a break for it.
I used to think it was exotic to have peacocks roaming my neighborhood, but after they’ve trounced over the patio enclosure and poked holes in the screen, left turds the size of golf balls in the driveway, and made all sorts of racket in the middle of the night, I’m over them.
I dunno. That’s pretty swell for a middle class neighborhood. A bit of Downton Abbey in south Florida. We had wild turkeys in northern Michigan and I too hated the mess that came with them. But exotica (foxes and snowy owls) made the long winters well worth it.
♪ Don’t fence me in ♫
I love the optical illusion. If you don’t perceive that the bird is fence sitting then he looks to be about six feet tall!
Stand your fence.